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Poetry By: ziddy6

This is a poem I wrote recently.
It is mainly about the three stages of life: youth, maturity, and adulthood.
I named it "Stairways" because I like my titles to be ambiguous. I see life like a stairway in that there are many levels, as characteristic of a stairwell.

Submitted:Sep 8, 2012    Reads: 10    Comments: 5    Likes: 5   


A sea churns…

With the might of an active mind,

With the fury of a war,

With the dying rays of sunlight.

The mind burns…

A sea churns…

With the light of the new moon,

With the tears of departure,

With the fears of a child.

The mind learns…

A sea churns…

With the factors of a nightmare,

With the silence of a cemetery,

With the pulsing of a slackening heart.

The mind turns…

It burns with curiosity.

It learns with hunger.

It turns with defiance.

That is the path of the mind.


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